Claimed for the Master's Pleasure (Guilty Pleasures #5)(16)



“Let’s lose the dress,” he murmured assuredly, spinning her around and pulling the already ripped garment down to her ankles. It lay on the floor in tatters. “Step out of it, princess.” She did as he ordered.

She stood completely naked, in front of a man she’d met for the first time less than fourteen hours ago. How f*cking crazy was that? With her back still to him, she heard the unmistakable metal-on-metal sound of a zipper. “Brace your hands on the marble pillar.” The black stone felt cool to the touch as she held out her arms in a locked position. Using his legs, she felt her own legs being pushed wide apart. Her heart beat into overdrive as he smoothed his hands down her naked flesh. “Fuck, you have the most beautiful body I’ve ever seen.” She felt him authoritatively grab hold of her hips as though he owned her. It was wonderful feeling his cock press against her from behind.

Lia provocatively wiggled her bare butt, desperate to consummate their union  , but Jake stood his ground. One hand cupped her breast, torturing her aroused nipple. The other slipped around her waist, gently fingering her clitoral piercing.

“Christ, you feel good, Lia.” She felt his hot breath on her neck as he massaged her nipple between his finger and thumb, the exact same way he massaged her engorged clit.

A tight moan of frustration left her lips. She wanted him inside her, filling her with his prick, but she knew better than to tell a Dom what to do. She knew he wanted her to beg. It was in his blood. He needed her complete submission.

“Jake, I need you.” A gasp left her lips as he gently bit her neck, a sign of his dominance over her, making her arch back against him. His skin felt warm and incredibly hard, and it made her want him even more.

“I can’t hear you, princess.” His rich, deep voice controlled her. “What did you say?” he teased.

“Please, Jake, please, f*ck me. I know you want to.” Knowing exactly what a Dom demanded from his sub, she raised the stakes. “I’m begging you, Jake, please.”

“That’s better. That’s what I like to hear.”

He pushed her harder against the cool marble pillar and slid inside her *. The breath was forced from her lungs. Christ, he’s big. With her back to him, she hadn’t realized just how big he was, but he felt huge as he relentlessly filled her, stretching her to breaking point.

Lia closed her eyes and savored the feeling of him deep inside her. Long-established submissive tendencies came to the fore as he dominated her body with his own. Whimpers of pure pleasure left her lips as he thrust deeper and faster.

He squeezed her nipples and clit harder, until the exquisite pain and pleasure became an intoxicating mix. This was what she missed more than anything. The sheer beauty of submitting to the demands of a dominant man. A man who would take exactly what he needed, without asking. Jake was that man. He wanted to f*ck her fast and hard, and he didn’t hold back.

A tight coil spasmed deep inside her, making her mew with pleasure. “Oh, Jake.”

“That’s it, princess. Come for me. I want to hear your body respond to mine.”

His cock felt huge as her * clamped deliciously around it. Ten years of professional aerobics had made her body supremely flexible, and she arched back in complete submission. Her stomach thrust forward, and Jake smoothed a hand up to her neck, drawing her shoulders tighter against his chest. His other hand reached between her legs, and she felt him finger-f*cking her clit as he pulled her even tighter against him. She felt her body heat mixing with his as his cock repeatedly impaled her. His strength and power amazed her as he almost lifted her from the floor. At that moment he owned her, and he knew it.

“You want it harder.” His breathy words whispered against her neck were a statement of fact and not a question.

“You know I do, stop teasing me,” she breathlessly whimpered, biting down on her lower lip. “Take me. Make me come.”

“Oh, you’ll come all right, princess. I insist that you do. I demand it. I’m gonna fill you so hard, you won’t be able to stop f*cking coming,” he assured her, forcing his cock into her wetness once more.

Lia loved the way he dominated her, and controlled her. His confident words intoxicated her. They simply mind-f*cked her. Standing precariously on tiptoe, her womb contracted with a series of exquisite spasms that racked through her *.

She cried out as her climax took hold. Her cunt tried to squeeze and tease the goodness from his cock. “Jesus, Jake, that feels so good.”

He continued pounding away inside her. Fuck, this guy had staying power. Did he never tire? Jake filled her sensitized vagina again, this time spearing her even deeper as her orgasm continued unabated, gripping his cock until he, too, let out a roar of intense animal satisfaction. “Fucking hell, yes, Lia, yes.”





Chapter Eleven



Jake’s chest heaved from sexual exertion. He scooped Lia into his arms. Her breathing was as heavy as his own, and she looked ready to collapse to the floor.

He figured Lia was a little sex goddess as he carried her to the bedroom. She just loved being dominated, and he was more than happy to oblige. She might be a sassy, opinionated, and intelligent woman outside the bedroom, but she was a natural submissive when it came to sex. This was the perfect combination. She was the exact type of woman he’d want, if he were looking to start a long-term relationship again.

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